Chapter Seventeen: Knocking Out Senior Brother Peng Quan
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However, if he wanted to go to other districts, he still needed to earn money. So tomorrow, he had to think about submitting his tasks to gather enough fare before making any plans. As for taking leave, he would have to ask Teacher Shi Qizheng for help.
That night, after receiving the vitality pills, Yang Zhizhen, full of questions, intended to ask his older brother for clarification. Instead, he was inexplicably grabbed by Lu Qing and scolded all night.
As a result, Yang Zhizhen had to give up searching for Yang Feng for the time being and planned to ask his older brother after their parents left home the next day.
The next morning, when he went to his brother’s room to catch him, he found that his brother had already left, leaving him empty-handed.
This frustrated him greatly.
Meanwhile, Yang Feng had already arrived at the Martial Arts Guild to submit his tasks.
He uploaded all four of his refined breathing techniques.
Just like the previous day, after submission, the status still showed “under review.”
He didn’t wait there.
Instead, he decided to first head to the Bengquan Martial Arts Hall to measure his vitality and blood value, since he hadn’t measured it once since becoming a martial artist!
Now was a good time to check it and truly understand his strength!
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Taking a carriage to the Bengquan Martial Arts Hall, the receptionist girls recognized him because of the previous encounter.
The receptionist warmly greeted him, “Handsome, you’re here! Are you here to measure your vitality and blood again?”
“Yes.”
The receptionist smiled softly, covering her mouth. Last time, he had won 500 yuan and with such outstanding talent, it was hard not to be fond of this handsome young man.
“I’ll take you there now.”
Led by the receptionist, Yang Feng entered the room. After she left, he lay down inside the vitality and blood measuring chamber.
As beams of light scanned his body,
his vitality and blood value finally appeared.
Your vitality and blood value: 3.0!!
In just two days, his vitality and blood value had reached 3.0!
An increase of 1.5!
This growth was remarkable, but Yang Feng was not quite satisfied because to become a second-tier martial artist, the vitality and blood value must reach 10.
In other words, he was still 6.5 points short.
Yet this somewhat unsatisfactory result stunned the receptionist girls completely.
They clearly remembered the last test showed only 1.8, but in just a week, it had already risen to 3.0.
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What kind of terrifying figure was this?
Having finished high school, she knew very well what sort of prodigy a youth with a vitality and blood value of 3.0 at eighteen really was.
This was a genius martial artist!
She hadn’t expected such a person to appear in their small martial arts hall.
At that moment, Chen Nan arrived.
Seeing him, the receptionist quickly said, “Senior brother, the young man you were interested in last time is here.”
Chen Nan’s eyes lit up immediately.
“Oh, haha, I knew the young ones couldn’t resist the allure of Bengquan.”
But the receptionist awkwardly cleared her throat, “Senior brother, but he’s not here to apprentice; he’s just here to measure his vitality and blood.”
Chen Nan raised an eyebrow, “He’s here to measure again just a few days later? What’s there to measure? Does he think he can break through to second-tier martial artist already?”
He originally thought the young man had come to apprentice this time.
Now he realized he was wrong, so his tone naturally soured.
He also couldn’t understand why anyone wouldn’t like the Bengquan style that his master taught.
Had the young man not watched the demonstration?
This made him a bit angry; he had offered such good terms, yet the other party didn’t even want to watch the videos.
So he decided to confront him face to face today!
Just as the receptionist was about to say something, Yang Feng emerged from the room.
He was immediately met by Chen Nan’s nearly two-meter tall frame.
“Little brother, did you watch the video I sent you last time?” Chen Nan asked.
Yang Feng replied reluctantly, “Yes, I did.”
“So, how do you feel? Interested in learning our Bengquan style?”
“No.”
Yang Feng refused without hesitation.
This instantly angered Chen Nan.
“I don’t believe you watched it!”
To be honest, he hadn’t watched it. But since Yang Feng had already mastered his own version of Bengquan to perfection, why would he waste time watching someone else’s?
“No way, today you have to watch the video in front of me,” Chen Nan insisted.
Yang Feng frowned slightly; his time was precious and he didn’t want to waste it here, so he decided to be honest.
“I already know Bengquan, and my Bengquan is better than yours.”
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Chen Nan felt as if he had just heard a joke, but quickly saw this as a good opportunity.
“You say your Bengquan is better than mine? Fine, I won’t use vitality and blood. Let’s have a Bengquan match. If you lose, you obediently learn from me.”
“And if I win, you won’t pester me anymore?”
Chen Nan agreed without hesitation.
“Deal!”
He certainly didn’t think he would lose!
After making the agreement, they went to the martial arts hall’s arena. Before stepping onto the stage, Chen Nan took a bottle of oral medicine from the receptionist.
“This is a vitality and blood suppressant. After drinking it, a martial artist can’t use vitality and blood for half an hour. To prevent you from accusing me of cheating, I’ll take it first.”
He drank the suppressant right before Yang Feng’s eyes.
Yang Feng knew about the suppressant. When a martial artist took it, their acupuncture points would close, but it didn’t harm the body. Many martial artists chose to take it to better refine their techniques.
Initially, Yang Feng wanted to refuse, but Chen Nan’s action was too swift, so he didn’t mind.
Of course, Yang Feng didn’t take the suppressant, because Chen Nan still saw him as an ordinary person.
Once both were on the arena, Yang Feng didn’t waste any time. As the referee signaled “start,” Yang Feng moved.
His figure flashed like lightning. Although Chen Nan’s vitality and blood were sealed, his body’s reflexes remained.
His pupils contracted slightly, surprised by Yang Feng’s speed, but he still managed to throw a Bengquan punch in time.
Then the two fists collided.
“Bang!”
A heavy sound echoed throughout the martial arts hall.
In the next moment, the senior brother of Bengquan Martial Arts Hall was sent flying backwards, crashing hard to the ground and losing consciousness completely!
One punch!
Yang Feng had easily defeated the senior brother of Bengquan Martial Arts Hall with a single blow.
The battle ended so quickly that the onlookers were stunned.
That was the senior brother, a second-tier martial artist. Even with his vitality and blood sealed, he was no weaker than an ordinary first-tier martial artist!
Yet now he was knocked unconscious by a single punch from a young boy on the arena!
Most importantly, the punch was delivered using Bengquan.
While the crowd remained speechlessly shocked, Yang Feng seized the opportunity to leave the Bengquan Martial Arts Hall!